2 Ekim 2019 Çarşamba

GAME OF SKINS, April 10th, 2084, Monday

Meri tried to remember the history of her games of skins. Her early memories were not easily traceable. Her later memories were better accessible. Her latest memories were as clear as what she was living now. Oria, Met, and Kara were the players of her final memories. Annmeri, Bakara, Metiana, and Banoria were the distinctive characters defining all of them. They had all learned how to play life and love, anger and hatred games from them. They had learned the meaning of “cogito ergosum” from them. They had defined their existences based on the memories they could gain from them. The history, the coincidences, pre-written fates or uncontrollable movements of time and space had created their forms at a certain moment and point to be their universes. They had all tried to understand and find our the actual relation of their universes with the entire universe, but it was not a puzzle to be solved easily. They had all tried various alternatives to pass through the best routes and leave their games at the best positions and best moments.

Meri felt that Met, Kara, and Oria were now all connected to play their final game of skins. It was an incredible feeling to see the meaning of life at a certain point and at a certain moment. It was like a symphony composed by the infinite power of the universe. Meri had not been able to understand which one was the infinite power. Life, or death. At her top moments and points, she had always adored the wonders of life and become ready to accept death in return.

It was not easy to understand which part of the game was coming directly from actions made and signals sent by the others, and which part was being created in Meri's mind based on her past memories and creativity. Meri did not think about reasons and sources after the first moment. She left her mind and her skin to the minds and skins of Met, Kara, and Oria. She was sure that each of them was the best choice for the others. This fact had been shown, understood, and proved during their past relations and connections. What they were living now like was listening to and living the best symphony of the universe.

The game of skins were being initialized and Meri was feeling the beauty of touches on her skin and their specific relation channels with her mind. She was being redefined at every moment and every point with each new response she received from one of her partners. Each touch was reminding a long and rich set of memories between her and one or more of her partners. She was whispering their names with appreciating tones.

"Met, my love. You had always been the meaning of life for me with your each touch I felt on my skin and mu mind. I learned the meaning of connection from you. Kara, my goddess. How well you understand me and how wonderful you can answer to all my desires and wishes. I discovered my specific relation with the universe together with you. Oria, my weak strong partner. I always respects you for your powerful methods for using your limited resources in the best ways. I thank you all. You all brought new meanings to my life at each new moment and point.

It was very difficult to understand how limited touches being applied on a finite skin during a short period could be such strong and powerful during these games. Meri was understanding the reasons of her existence with each touch coming from the eternal world. Each feeling was sensing reach impulses from a point on her skin to the infinity of her mind. She was feeling that her body and her existence were changing. She was living an experience reflecting the infinity and perfectness of the universe. The known meanings of her body and mind had changed. She was living an eternal experience created between her body and the universe. Known words defining her skin and body, her mind and spirit had lost their meanings. The touches she was feeling on her lips, shoulders, cheeks, arms, hands, breasts, lower and upper parts of her legs. The actions she was feeling at all points of her skin having words to define them, other points and movements which had never been assigned a word to describe them. They were all taking Meri from a wonderful moment and point in the universe, and taking her to a much better moment and point. Meri was whispering uncontrollably and continuously.

"Yes, yes, yes. I had always been knowing and now I am believing with all my existence. Yes, yes, yes. This is life. Life is this. I love you. I love you all. This is love. Yes. Yes. Yes. Love is life. Yes. God is life. Oh my god. Oh my god. Life is god."

Meri slept with a relaxed look on her face after completing another session of the game of skins. They were talking about the meaning of life during a long research discussion in her dream. It had never been easy to decide whose words were describing the wisest ideas. It would never be easy.

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